Falling for Latex

My Story Time:

Okay besties, grab your popcorn because this tea is piping hot and absolutely unhinged. So I was just Kevin, a regular guy helping out at this boujee latex lab, no cap. I was finna just observe, but then the main accident happened – the DOM wife yeeted herself into the vat. Total chaos. We were all scrambling, sheesh. I leaned waaaay over the platform to try and grab the net and – BIG YIKES – I fucking slipped. Next thing I know, I’m submerged in this warm, thick liquid and it’s clinging to me everywhere. I was shook, trying to scream but it just filled my mouth, my throat, everything.

When they finally pulled me out, I was a whole new person. Literally. The latex had transformed my entire body, smoothing out every detail into this flawless, shiny black female form. I could feel the tight, second skin fused to me, my old dick gone, replaced by a smooth, sensitive pussy and a new set of tits that felt heavy AF. I tried to talk but my new mouth just made these muffled squeaks. The guys in the lab were low-key staring, and I could see one of them getting hard. He helped me stand, his hands gliding over my slick, rubberized hips, and whispered, "Looks like you're the experiment now." I was literally a living doll, and high-key, the way his fingers brushed against my new clit through the seamless latex...OMG, I moaned, and it was the hottest, most submissive sound I’ve ever made. My old life was ghosted, and this new, permanent bondage was my main character energy now. Period.